Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1887-03-11

the football lore Of all times, and I laid
him low with q hack which would have
reduced his usefulness in any match for
the next week. The loud cry Of nHelp!''
which he uttered as / closed with him
told me that it was Mr.. Beaufoy whom
lShad laid low. Almost Immediately
thick darkness again took possession Of
the scene. The light had disappeared
from the house. proceeded with eau
ton, but, confused BY the collision and
the sudden change Of direction, was
again Mt q loss in which direction to
proceed. cautiously made my way
to the best Of my ability. towards the
bushes, thinking that it would be safest
70 follow the line OF the boundary, in
order to leave me cover IL the moon
should shine brightly and give my
pursuers chance. And vet / would
rather have had {lightand an idea which
way to go than enjoy the horrible So
curity Of the darkness. 0 The railway
was my great idea. II could reach
the bridge and get down by the bank
upon the line ! might be saved. But
which way was the bridgep, Suddenly
there broke upon my ear the scream Of
distant railway-whistle. AS if in
mockery OF its promise Of guidance
and future safety it was
echoed by the fell sound Of that
whistle from the house which was raj,
lying the bloodhounds upon my track.
No matter. There was the suggestion
OF life, Of Traffic, Of the wholesome
world outside. And more-as the pro-
longed railWay-whistle grow rapidly
louder, I saw in the distance tho bright
light Of the steam illuminated by tho
fire through the open door Of the
engine-furnace. and with Id shrill
call Of triumph and its floating banner
Of fire the night train sped rapidly on
its way. With my arm held out to
guard my face if I should run against
bushes OF trees, ] set off at q round
pace towards the bridge.
Luckily for me NV course: Waa no
easy one. I made slow progress,
hampered by stumbles and the difficult
ties of keeping q correct line. At last
struck the road. A wave Of indie
scribable joy filed my heart as felt
the gravel under my feet, and against
the clearing sky recognized the cloud.
like tree-tops of the avenue. But as
my feet crunched on the loose gravel,
the moon shone out in full splendour,
and there was shout Of harsh triumph
behind me-. .5: .sis4 4n&y eA 1as
| Aha had I had but aweapon; would
have stood at bay and given good ac-
count of myself to the bloodthirsty
wolves who were hunting me. But I
was defenceless, and sudden thought
of Mary, perhaps even now on the sea
with Plowitz,. turned all my energies
again to making good my escape. I
ran as fast as could towards the
bridge. I kept well away from my
persuers. I reached the bridge. I
sought the end Of the parapet. All, I
had forgotten, if I had ever realized!
A thick hedge, and tall paEng, thick
I ~ studded with nails, guarded the
ends. : .s.-s 49, go - .1t....z = i
/ I could hear in the stiffness the steps.
ofmy pursuers rapidly approaching. I
heard their shril and menacing whistle
| answered good Heavens!- answered
close by from the side of the bridge.
Grimes must be hurrying up from the
lodge! was caught as in trap upon
that narrow way. Hark! Another
whistle, But this, is the whistle Of the
train. With startling distinctness
hear the click of a distant signal and
| see the white light at the beginning of
the curve turn tea sudden red. There
" Is a nearing rols Of aoheely, a discordast
js,aqlimg and joltfag, a roarsmg ofstea1n,
and as at each end o, the bridge appear
the figures of those t0ho seek my life, tie
train beneath has halted half-s0ay
J, through. s.ss= sf
Il Saved! saved! 1 vault upon the
parapet. I shake my fist, and throw q
, curse to the nurderous rufians, and
, drop, with what care / may, upon the
: wagon beneath me. The tarpaulr
covering yields to my weight. an
, uninjured. The figures of my foe:
appear in confusion against the sky
line. Another click and the red eye o
j the signallamp turns to vivid green
l short whistle, q succession of iolts
. and we are speeding away tow
8 ards Euston-towards straightforward
t Mary! s5 s
r ITO BE CONTINUED